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txemrn · 1 year

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Dishonorably Disrobed

a TNA One-Shot

Book: The Nanny Affair, Book 3

Pairings: m!Sam Dalton x MC (Brynn Schuyler); m!Robin Flores x Sofia Russo; Mason Dalton Sr. x Vivian Dalton (lol)

Word Count: ~2500

Summary: This is a very loose canon origin story based out of Chapter 20 (the finale!); after the airline loses some important luggage, Best Man Robin does everything in his power to make sure the wedding day isn't ruined for the happy couple... although mix-ups do happen. May contain minor SPOILERS of the finale.

Warning: 🔞 Mature Audiences Only 🔞; language; crude humor about sex and anatomy; brief mention of otherwise illegal activity

AN: This is a submission for @choicesflashfics, using prompt #3: “That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?” The prompt will be in bold.

A/N 2: Gosh, I already miss TNA... and I miss writing for TNA! I might need to make that a resolution for 2023. 😋 This idea was born from several conversations with a few of my sweet nanny-loving friends... and our natural reactions to Sam's honeymoon "outfit" (pic of said outfit at the end). As always, the characters and some of the storyline are borrowed from our friends at Pixelberry. This is not pre-read or beta'd, so please forgive my errors!

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"Ladies and gentlemen, as we start our descent, please make sure your seat backs and tray tables are in their full upright position…"

Ensuring that both of his twin sons were prepared for landing, Sam Dalton finds himself staring adoringly at his bride-to-be, who is already helping them buckle their seat belts.

"Is this going to be scary, Brynn?" Mason asks, his words drenched with concern.

"You've been on planes before, Mase," the former nanny slinks her fingers into his hand as he grips tightly.

"Yeah, but never this plane," he scrunches his eyebrows. "What if they land differently, or–or crash?"

"Buddy," Sam chimes in, "we're not going to crash. Plus Brynn and I are right here with you–"

"And they won't let anything happen to us," Mickey smiles, taking his brother's other hand.

"You know?" Brynn winks at Sam before turning her attention to her future stepsons. "That's a great idea, Mick; let's all hold hands."

As the young Dalton family hold each other tightly, the airplane begins to subtly quiver as it begins the descent.

"Are we there yet?" Mason whimpers.

"Almost," Brynn squeezes his hand.

With a final thud and a sudden lurch forward, the plane is finally safe on the tarmac, making its way to the proper terminal.

"Did you close your eyes, Mason?" Mickey asks.

"J-just for a second," his brother pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"I didn't," Mickey beams, "that's because I'm brave–"

Brynn wraps an arm around Mason. "I had to close my eyes, too," she grins. Turning her attention to Sam, "and I do believe your father closed his eyes for a minute."

"What?" The twins shout in unison, Brynn covering her amusement.

"I did not," Sam ruffles the boys' curly hair. "I was just… napping."

The boys bust out with joyous laughter as their father jokingly shifts his eyes, feigning embarrassment.

"But you know what, Mickey?" Brynn announces as everyone's snickers calm down. "You're right. You are brave, but," she pauses for a moment, draping an arm around Mason's shoulders, "so is this guy right here!"

"That's right!" Sam holds up his hand for a high-five from Mason. "You did it, buddy!"

Mickey twists his face before finally nodding in agreement. "Yeah, you're right." He playfully puts his brother in a headlock before continuing. "Good job, little bro!" He titters.

Suddenly the aircraft pulls to a gentle stop while a loud chime plays over the loudspeaker followed by the captain's voice.

"¡Bienvenidos, Puerto Vallarta, México!"

Sam smiles in excitement as he looks to his fiancée, then to his kids. "Who's ready for some fun?"

"Me!" The boys squeal together.

"Dalton family of four," Sam pulls out his phone, huddling everyone together for a selfie. "On the count of three, say, 'Wedding'! One… two… three!"

"WEDDING!"

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Sam, Brynn and the twins are shuttled to the hotel where they are met outside by Robin.

"Hey there, best man," Brynn giggles, planting a chaste kiss on his stubbled cheek. "Have you and Sof already been sightseeing?"

Robin combs his fingers through his hair, offering a sympathetic grin. "Eh, not exactly."

Tipping the driver and waving him on, Sam turns his attention to his brother. "Something wrong?"

"Well," Robin collects a few pieces of luggage, corralling the family to head towards their rooms. "Yes and no–"

Sam and Brynn stop, giving each other nervous expressions.

"--but everything is fixable," he assures with a hopeful grin. "We just need to decide fast on what we are going to do."

"Oh, there you are!" Sofia walks up as she's ending a phone call, grazing her slender fingers against Robin's chest. "Good news. There are a few places down in the city that can expedite alterations for Saturday."

"Alterations?" Sam raises an eyebrow.

"Saturday? As in, for the wedding?" Brynn questions.

"Oh," Sofia clenches her teeth as she glances at Robin, "you haven't told them?"

"If you'd give me a chance, dear," he glares at the blonde before turning back to the engaged couple. "They lost Dad's bag."

"Oh no," Sam exclaims. "I guess he doesn't have his clothes then. Has he talked with the airlines?"

"He's practically been on the phone with them since we arrived last night," Sofia nods.

"But Sam," Robin sighs, "this wasn't a bag of Dad's clothes. It was the bag with all of the wedding day accessories for the guys."

"Accessories?"

Robin nods. "Remember? The vests, ties, suspenders, shoes–"

“What?” Brynn snaps. "Why did you pack them together?" Brynn tries to show restraint in her irritation.

"It sounded like a good idea at the time," Sam whispers, shrugging. "We figured... we would be less likely to lose something if everything just stayed together."

"Well, now you've lost everything!" Brynn bites back.

Okay, Brynn, that's a little melodramatic, don't you think? Take a breath.

She clears her throat, fixing a fake smile to her lips. "Please," she sighs, "just make this right."

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Thursday and Friday came with no avail. Brynn was fairly upset about the situation, but Sam, Robin and Sofia made haste in finding replacements for everything while Jenny tried distracting her with various tourist outings.

Unfortunately, nothing matched the aesthetic; the originals were custom designed for this specific wedding. But, Brynn vowed a long time ago that she would never turn into a "bridezilla," and truthfully, she was grateful for everyone pitching in to make something work for her special day.

Luckily, Robin was able to work his magic charm, and around 2:30 on Saturday morning, he received a call that the luggage was found, and could be picked up from a claims center at a smaller airport just outside the city limits.

Several hours later, he was walking through the front doors of the resort with his father's luggage in tow. He was hoping to drop it off at the older Dalton's room before returning to his own for a small nap before the wedding.

As he waits for an elevator, he hears a familiar, husky voice.

"Son?"

Robin glances over to see his parents getting off a lift, hand-in-hand. Stepping towards them, he offers a tired, crooked smile before kissing his mother's cheek. "Hey, Pops, hey, Moma."

"Robbie," Vivian starts, "what are you doing up so--?"

Mason Sr. gasps. "Is that my missing luggage?" Robin brings it forward, showcasing it like a trophy. "Samuel and his nanny will be so excited to see that."

"Here, sweetie," Vivian grabs the bag, "we'll take this up to our room and have it all steamed, okay?"

"Really? You don't mind?"

"Not at all. I've got it." Vivian cups Robin's face, stroking his cheek with her thumb as she lowers her voice. "Now go get some sleep."

Robin appreciatively nods his head as he catches an elevator going up to his floor. He slinks into his room, completely exhausted from his all-night endeavor.

He shrugs off his clothes before sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling out his phone. He sends off a quick text to Sam.

Happy Wedding day... again. Left you a surprise in Mom & Dad's room for tonight.

Sending off the message, two lean arms suddenly slither around his shoulders, pawing at the hardened physique of his chest.

"About time, Mr. Flores," she purrs into his ear. "Did you get the bag?"

"Mhmm," he hums.

She sighs with content. “I'm so proud of you,” she breathes against his skin.

The corner of Robin's mouth curls as he tenderly grabs her dainty hands, pressing them to his heart. "Sof," he exhales. He lays his head onto her arm, inhaling deeply her sweet scent before peppering her arm with delicate kisses.

"C’mon," she giggles, "come to bed, baby.”

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Several hours later, Sam hurries down to Robin's room to thank him for the strings he pulled to fix the wedding disaster. But, he was met with Sofia instead.

"He's still asleep, but I will make sure he's awake within the hour."

Sam nods, "Thanks, Sofia." He begins to turn on his heel, but stops himself, facing back for his ex-fiancée. "And thank you. For everything you've done to make today special."

Sofia raises her perfectly plucked eye before fixing a cheshire grin to her face. "Don't go soft on me now… Boo Bear," she sardonically chuckles, crossing her arms as she walks back into her room.

Sam snickers under his breath, shaking his head.

"Oh!" She stops the door from closing behind her. "Robin got you a special present for–" she clears her throat, "--tonight. It was something in that bag. I just thought I'd remind you to grab it. No telling what it is with his buffoonery."

"Oh, yeah," Sam nods, "he mentioned it in his text. I'll grab it." He begins to head down the corridor. "See you in a bit."

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With his parents away, getting pampered with massages before the ceremony, Sam was given badge access to their room.

He slides open their closet door, and relief fills his heart. Hanging up and perfectly pressed are his and Robin's vests, their ties along with the boys' suits and accessories. He also found his shoes, perfectly polished.

Overjoyed, he shoots Jenny a text message to let Brynn know that everything is perfect.

He begins to collect all of the items when he remembers Robin's gift.

Where is it? Would it be wrapped?

Sam glances cautiously around the room. He checks the closet again, discovering only one thing left inside, hanging up towards the back.

Did he get me something to wear?

The satin garment is pearlesque white with a very nuptial vibe. Sam pulls it off the rack and instantly feels the intricate detailing of embroidery on the lapels.

It's a robe.

But for me?

He takes off his shirt, and slips it on, instantly charmed with the soft-feel against his skin.

This is nice–like, really nice.

He steps in front of a floor-length mirror, taking in the sight. It was shorter than a typical men's housecoat, hitting him on his upper thigh with three-quarter length, kimono-style sleeves with more filigree stitching. He cinches the robe together, giving himself a good look-over. Chuckling to himself, he starts dancing, swaying his hips back and forth before finger-gunning his reflection.

He notices the garment has pockets, one of which seems to have a matching pair of boxers hidden inside. He holds them up, curiously flipping them back and forth.

These look awfully small. Where does… everything even go?

Removing the robe all together, Sam is very much touched by the sentiments and appreciates his stylish brother wanting to make his wedding night more special.

He pulls out his phone and texts Robin.

Tonight is going to be even more special. Thanks.

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The wedding went off without a hitch. It was beautiful, elegant and romantic, like something out of a fairy tale. The bride was exquisite, and the groom was completely enamored, unable to take his eyes off of his beloved.

Early the next morning, Robin and Sofia walk hand-in-hand down the main hallway when suddenly, Sam's door opens.

"Oh!" Sam exclaims, adjusting his embroidered satin robe upon seeing them. "Hey, you two." He places his arm on the doorframe, leaning against it casually with a smirk.

Sofia presses her lips together, stifling her laughter as Robin's face contorts with pain.

Suddenly feeling insecure, Sam lowers his arm, pulling the lapels closer together to cover his chest. He clears his throat, "Everything… okay?"

"Sam," Robin leans in, lowering his voice. "The fuck are you wearing, bro?"

“Wh–what do you mean?” Sam's large chestnut eyes dart back and forth between his brother and his ex-fiancée. "The robe?… am I not wearing it right?"

"Uh, you could say that. You shouldn't be wearing it at all." Robin covers his mouth as he stares at Sam's appearance. "And she still fucked you? Wearing this?"

"Stop it, Robin," Sofia slaps his shoulder, turning her attention back to Sam. "Men wearing women's lingerie is a very common kink," she winks.

"Oh, but this?" Sam looks down at the robe. "This isn't women's lingerie–"

"Oh, Sam," she condescendingly snickers, "yes, it very much is. I actually have it in red. And those?" She briefly glances down at his tight underwear. "Definitely women's boyshorts." She leans in closely, lowering her voice. "By the way, your meat and two veg are hanging out."

Horrified, Sam instantly pulls the material right around his hips, covering the front of his pelvis. "Robin!" He huffs. "Why did you even get this for me?"

"Me?" Robin blows a raspberry with his lips. "I actually have taste outside of my mouth, Sammy. I would never buy that for myself... or any other man, for that matter."

"You said you got me a surprise for my wedding night!"

Robin nods. "Right?"

"I even texted you about it, thanking you–"

Robin scoffs. "You were thanking me, your brother, for women's lingerie for you to wear… on your wedding night?"

"Well…"

"What part about that seems normal, Sam?" Robin interrupts.

"Jesus, I have not had enough coffee for this," Sofia mumbles.

"So then… what was my gift?"

"Dude," Robin crosses his arms, "we're in fucking Mexico. I got you some fun shit: 150-proof tequila, some psychedelics, and–" he slaps his brother on the back, "El Rápido pills."

"El Rápido pills?"

"Yeah, you know," Robin rolls his eyes. "They give you the most powerful erection ever known to man--I swear your dick grows, like, two inches. You could probably give a black eye with that thing alone." He winks, clicking his tongue. "But the orgasms... Shit, you could literally shoot a rocket to the moon–"

"It is pretty amazing," Sofia chimes in nonchalantly, picking at her nails.

"Well," Sam looks at the floor in confusion, "if I'm wearing a woman's robe and panties, I wonder if anyone opened your actual gift–"

"Boys!"

All of their heads abruptly turn to see Vivian Dalton slowly making her way down the long hallway. She waddles carefully, stutter-stepping and occasionally having to stop with a brief wince of discomfort flashing across her face.

"Mom?" Sam calls out.

"Are you okay?" Robin steps forward, taking her by the arm to steady her gait.

"I'm fine," she wiggles in uncertainty. "Your father however…um, well," she sighs, her voice falling quiet, "we need to go to the ER."

"What?" Sam exclaims.

"Why?" Sofia's eyes grow wide.

"I think your father… took something."

"Took something… like what?" Robin inquires.

Vivian takes a deep breath, looking her children in their eyes. "Now, you boys are grown adults… and you should know that your father and I still love each other very, very much. And we like to express that love physically –"

"Stop," Sofia cringes. "Why is all of this happening before coffee?"

Robin and Sam look at each other puzzled.

And then it hits them.

"Shit…"

"El Rápido pills…"

"Your father, well, he's had… quite the appetite." She shifts her weight, her face flinching from an unseen ache.

"And now, his, um, appetite doesn't seem to want to… go away," she nervously chuckles.

"Goddamnit, Robin…" Sam mutters, glaring at his brother. "I swear–"

"Um, Samuel dear?" Vivian interrupts the banter. "Why are you wearing my robe? And are those… my unmentionables?"

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sporticus1234 · 2 years

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As much as I disliked Sofia’s attitude towards the boys in Book 1 and seeing them as nothing more than pawns in her game of getting what she wanted, I will give her props for being the only consistent one to call the MC out on her ridiculous, hypocritical bullshit unlike everyone else.

#the nanny affair #choices the nanny affair #she may be problematic #but she knows whats up too #sofia russo

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saintfourr · 1 year

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Sebastian Russo - male version of Sofia Russo (The Nanny Affair)

#playchoices #choices #the nanny affair #sofia russo #tna sofia russo #something for the gays

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korgbelmont · 10 months

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Can you make smiling transparents of Bianca Ivy Fisher Lina Teagan from AME maia from GG Hispanic ina kingsley from QB Sofia and femal black sam from TNA female Asian Reagan in their swim suits

Hi there. They've all been added to the Transparents folder

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divinecat · 11 months

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It's interesting that some of you players see sofia and rebecca are white because they're lightskinned, just to justify yourself playing as homewreckers to their fictional ass relationship 💀

Like sure they could be tanned white women but how is it a fair game only if they're white lol

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queenmiarys · 2 years

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Book The Nanny Affair.

Sam x MC Katie Monaco

All characters belong to pixelberry, I just borrow them to tell my story.

Summary: Sam is stock on his one night in Vegas, and so is Katie, what will she do when she finds out who he really is.

Word count 2,772

Warning: Rated R

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Expectations

Chapter 1: One night only

It's late September and my friend Jennifer is getting married, all of my friends are getting married or having babies, I am barely out of college to even be thinking about those things, my career first then that other stuff later, Jennifer walks out in her dress its pink and blue and very short, I am in deep thought when Amy says something I’m not paying attention to

“Hello Katie I said are you ready?

“Yes I’m ready come on lets go.

“ Girl you are not wearing jeans to my party, here this is for you.

I go try on the dress the fit is perfectly, I walk out

“Damn bitch, are you trying show me up? You look good, not to be getting dicked down every night.

“Jen please, lets go

We walk out to the bar and have a few drinks then we head to the Casino, I try my look at the crap table,

I bet on 7 it hit twice I’m up $20,000, this guy been watching me, since I walked over to the table.

“Hi beautiful, you just got an easy 2k, if you blow on my dice and I win, I will give you half I got 100k on the table $50k all yours if we win.

I blew on his dice, it was dark but I still could tell he was very attractive he was a bit older it hit 11, he grabbed me picking me up off the ground hugging me, I feel his ripped body through his shirt, I haven’t felt a man in over a year now, I motioned for him to put me down, all my friends watching on.

“Damn girl you on a roll, Jennifer says, then she whispers, go get him, daddy is fine as hell, I look at her in surprise, girl I am getting married I am not blind and you better stop acting like you don’t see all of that beautiful man.

The guy tells me his name is Robin, “ nice to meet you Robin, he looks sort of familiar, but I don’t remember that being his name, he looks up and ask where am I from, “NYC how about you?

“New Jersey he says, but NY is cool, so do you want to go somewhere more comfortable?

“Sure let me let my friends know where I’ll be what room just in case.

“The penthouse they are welcomed to join, we still can enjoy one another if that’s what you desire

I couldn’t help but to be turned on he was even sexier in the light, I thought I've seen him but that name don’t click any bells. We sit talking and a few more drinks I deftly wanted him, and his cologne surely had me interested since we met, it’s very expensive, I could just tell

He kisses me then unzip my dress, I take my arms out and it hits the floor, he bites his lips looking over my curves, kissing my stomach then running his hands down my body, my body is on fire for him now, he smirks.

“I am not sorry for what I’m about to do to you, he lick his lips and bend me over, he adjust himself under me until he’s positioned then he pulls me down, he is now licking me and watching me come in pleasure, he’s made me come twice, I can’t take any longer I need him inside of me

Robin I need you now, he didn’t respond to his name for a few seconds, Robin I need you now please, he picked me up and we made it to the bed, he enter me it felt so incredible, damn Robin you are amazing.

He pulled out, I wrapped my hand around his thick length, and started licking him and playing with his balls, I could tell he really liked it especially when I deep throated him,

“Damn baby, I need to be inside you right now, he picked her and entered

“Yes baby that’s it right there, he made me come twice, he wanted me doggy style I turned over and he entered I quickly come with just a few strokes, founding his own release, he went to shower, I was to tired to move, that was the best sex I ever had and now I will never see him again.

Maybe this was a bad idea, the best sex in years and it’s a one night stand, he thought to himself, she did things Sofia would never do and I did things to her Sofia would never let me do.

“ Hey are you okay in there?

Yes I am fine, just finishing up, listen if you don’t mind I would love if you stayed with me

I agree to stay, he went down to the Boutique while I was in the shower, he brought me a nightgown and something for tomorrow, I told him thanks but my room is just 5 floors down.

I know but I wanted you to have them, he wrapped his arms around me and we both fill asleep.

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It’s the next morning and he had already left, there was a note on my pillow

I felt sad, I wanted so bad to see him this morning, I showered and got dressed, I already had 15 text from bridezilla and 2 from Jana, they were dying to know the details of my night, I didn’t tell them everything especially the feeling of hurt and abandonment.

Two months had flown by Jen and Chris finally got married she was already 3 months pregnant.

Jana, started dating a guitarist and one day he sit me up on a blind date with his drummer Mark

We met at the Irish Pub, down the street from my home, he made reservations at a expensive Greek restaurant, we sit down and this cologne hit me in the nose all I could think about is that night in Vegas, how he touched me, I sure did miss him, I stood to see if I saw him, but the area was private I couldn’t see past the border that was up, there was 2 people going in the waitress talked about how lucky this Sofia woman was to be marrying Mr. Dalton, lucky her I mumble, the waitress walks off.

A man I assume is her fiancé walks up and kisses her, they quickly step apart when a boy about 7 walks out, it’s something familiar about his look, I watch as she look like she has no clue about children, it looks like he’s about to have a meltdown, I get up and Mark tells me to just leave it alone its not my business.

“ Look thank you for the date but you are not my type, I get up and walk over seeing if I can calm him down, he says his name is Mason, nice to meet you, I want you to be good for your mommy okay.

Before he could speak the man tells me to get away from him, asking him did I hurt him.

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Sam

Sam stood on the top floor watching, this could not be happening she can not see me.

Sam sit in his car waiting on Carter and there she was, his heart started beating fast, he didn’t know why but that night was the best he ever had, the boys ran to the car, father ant Sofia made me cry and that lady was only trying to help, she wasn’t hurting me.

“I believe you buddy

The next few months passed, it had now been six months since Vegas,

“Bro what’s the matter? I mean you are about to marry a beautiful woman and you got two great kids, what gives? you act like you lost your best friend.

“ I did man my wife of 8 years who passed 5 years ago, don’t get me wrong Sofia is great but do we really fit, is she able to be a mother and her career, the boys like her mostly but sometimes she’s too hard on them there only 6 with their 7 birthday coming up soon.

It’s March 22nd the boys birthday, Sofia comes in with the boys gifts, she gives them a gift card to Neiman Marcus, the boys should start early on dressing better she says, they are our future.

After the celebration I take a walk, there was a girl in the park who looked like Katie, damn it why is something that happened 6 months ago even on my mind, Sofia text me she wants sex, its been over a year what gives is this really going to be my sex life; I mean I can go 2 or 3 times a day and she wants twice a year. I text her back, I arrive at the penthouse, Carter already put the boys to bed, he’s like a second father to me and like a grandfather to my boys, I really appreciate what he do for us.

Sofia has on red lingerie and hills, I licked my lips damn this for me? She nodded, the things I could do to her she won’t let me.

No kissing, I can’t go down on her she won’t go down on me all she want is the D and me suck on her breast while I am inside her, we finished and the first thing she pulls out those disgusting cigarettes.

“I thought you stopped smoking? Please don’t lite that in here its not welcomed.

“I started back okay, my father is really driving me crazy, me trying to prove I am better then any man who has ever ran our company including my father is hard work.

“baby I understand but smoking is not the answer

“Sam, I will try to stop but I really need a smoke now, I thought Robin was coming by to at least see the boys.

“He probably met someone you know him, he meet someone and forget his name

Sofia blood was boiling, “boo bear I got to go but I will bring the boys breakfast .

“Ok

Its late I shower and get in bed, I can’t help but to feel something missing from my life,

The next few days blows by and he has thrown himself into his work and working out, Sofia been off on business trips for her father and Robin has missed 2 days of work saying he was sick with the flu, he asked the family to stay away.

I start the process of looking for a nanny, I went though hundreds of applications, I selected my top 30 picks hoping one was right of cause the boys would need to approve, most of the women seem to come for me and not the boys, the other half couldn’t handle them, so I pick another 30

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Katie

My friend Jana got me an interview a Mr. Samuel Dalton next Thursday, I can rent out my apartment if I get this job.

I was walking in the park I see that couple again; it would be nice if I had something like that, but I am still young (24) is not a bad age to be single no children, let my mother tell it I should be married and on my second baby by now, the man tapped me on the shoulder

“Who are you and why do you keep showing up every where I am?

“ This is a public park, I was just jogging, and I was on a date at the restaurant, but your son was upset and all I was trying to do is comfort him

“He’s my nephew and you had no business trying to help him

“Look buddy if a child need calming down. Then I will do all I can to help them, look please just go I have better things to do then to be following you, and my name is none of your damn business, and she walked off

“Rob who was that.

“No body.

I meet Jennifer and her now six week old son for lunch,

“ So what’s new girl? This little guy has all of my time now.

“Nothing new I have an interview next week at 10:30, for a live-in nanny and I want to rent out my old apartment.

“I have someone, my brother in law, I love him but me and Chris just married and not to long had this little guy and Jason always there, look he has a good job, and he pays Chris 600 a week, how much do you want for the place ?

“Two thousand a month, I hope he’s legit, I will set up to meet him if I get this job next week, I will let you know after my interview.

“THANK YOU, finally we will have the house to ourselves.

The week passed quickly, now it’s the day before my interview

I feel nervous it’s just a job that’s all, I got this I I love children, what is there to worry about, I talked to my dad, him and my mom divorced when I was 11

“All you can do is your best baby that’s all, if that job don’t work out, you’ll always find another.

“ Dad I been out of work a year now and its not even my field of work.

“My dear daughter do what makes you happy stop worrying about your mom, she’s on her second divorce need I say more.

“I know dad, if it was left up to mom, she would have me married with 2 children by now, hey dad I got another call.

“Okay baby I will chat later love you.

“Hello?

“May I speak to Ms. Monaco?

“This is her speaking

“Just a reminder you have a 10:30 appointment with Mr. Dolton, please bring 2 forums of identification it would be helpful if you had your background check already, but we can get your consent to have it done, you must have 5 references an at least 2 emergency contacts, and please be 15 minutes early, just some advice off record; Mr. Dolton has interviewed 50 other for this job, out of 60, while he is very sexy and handsome don’t come in here man- hungry you are coming for the children not him, I also ask that you dress nice and be ready to go to his home to meet the boys if you get pass the interview part and good luck.

“Can I ask why would you want to help me ?

“Look Mr. Dolton need someone who can handle the boys, either they want him or they don’t know jack about kids, I get a good vibe from you so I am going with my gut on this and don’t prove me wrong, if that’s all dear I have a few more calls? His office is on the 10th floor.

We hang up and I feel confident, I eat dinner and have a glass of wine, make a few more calls, shower and head to bed.

“Hello Katie did you miss me?

“Robin yes I’ve missed you like crazy I want you.

“I want you too my love, I been thinking of you since we met and now we meet again are you ready for dessert?

“ Yes I would love some.

Her alarm goes off and scares her

“Dammit just a dream, its only 3am so I can get a little more sleep, I wake up at 8:15, I get ready. luckily this place just 2 stops on the train, its only 9:20 I stopped at Starbucks.

I arrive and go through security, once I get upstairs there is this beautiful lay out, the secretary asks my name and identification she tells me Sam is in a meeting that’s running a little over.

By this time I am on my second donut because I am so nervous, she wave me over and tell me he’ll be another 5 minutes, I go wash my hands and follow her into his office, as soon as he started talking I knew it was him, what the hell is going on I thought, I got up to go to the door, but it was too late he had turned around; now we stood face to face.

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peonierose · 2 years

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The Nanny Affair 2

Girl‘s Night

Chapter 4 - Epilogue

You & I

Book: The Nanny Affair 2

Characters involved: Emma Anderson (F!MC), Sofia Russo, Addison Dalton, Jenny, Sam Dalton (M!MC), Robin Flores, Carter

Rating: Fluff

Words: 2,000+

Author‘s Note: All of the characters belong to Pixelberry. I’m merely borrowing them for sake of this story.

Side note: Music inspo can be found here. Also I wanted to say thank you to everyone who takes time out of their buys life to take a moment and read something I wrote. I can’t express how happy that makes me.

Summary: A night of partying is over for the girls. But does that mean a new door opens for a certain other couple?

“I’ll take Addi home, if that’s okay with you,“ I say to Sam while I play with the set of my car keys.

Sam eyes me and comes to his own conclusions but doesn’t voice them aloud.

He nods

“Alright, fine by me. I’ll get everyone else home. It’s been a long night for all of us,“ he sighs and takes another long look at Addi.

Before he can start to walk towards the limousine I shout after him.

“Guess it’s going to be a longer one for you,“ he turns and gives me the finger.

I laugh and a tired smile slips onto Sams face.

As the limousine drives off I search for Addi. My gaze lands on her and I see her standing all by herself shivering. I curse for not thinking of how cold she must be.

I open the car door and gesture for her to get inside.

She hesitates for a second before climbing in. I close the door softly with a click, and go to the other side to get in myself.

I put my seatbelt on and make sure she puts hers on as well. Safety first.

Then I turn the key into the ignition and the car purrs to life.

As I back out of the parking lot of the police station, I try to figure out how to start the conversation when she beats me to the punch.

“Thank you for driving me home,“ she says in a small voice. Gone is the boisterous woman I used to know. Replaced by someone I have to get to know yet.

“Sure thing,“ I nod.

I keep my eyes on the road. There’s not much traffic at this time of day. Or should I say morning? I mean it’s after 6 am.

“Are you warm enough? I saw you shivering earlier. So I put the heat on full blast,“ I try to adjust it.

“Robin it’s fine really. You don’t have to walk around egg shells on me,“ she replies.

I take my eyes off the road for a second to really look at her.

Huh. She seems serious.

“What do you mean?“ I try to act casual.

“I know what you want to ask me,“ she sighs deeply. As if it’s inevitable.

I try to pretend as if I don’t know what she’s talking about.

“I’m giving you a lift home. You said yourself it’s okay. If you’d rather have gone with Sam and the others…“ I don’t finish the sentence.

She gives me a side long glance. I can feel it.

“You’re so full of it. It’s me you’re talking to Rob. I’m still the same Addi,“ she says to me.

“Who’s full of it now?“ I smile at her.

“Maybe you’re right,“ she laughs softly.

“I’m just trying to understand why you’re back,“ I ask the question I wanted to ask her ever since she came back, and knocked at my apartment door all those weeks ago.

She’s looking out the window at the passing streets. The city lights illuminating her beautiful face.

The silence stretches for too long and it becomes awkward.

“Can I ask you to table this conversation for another time? Please Robin…I can’t…I…“ she pleads and I can hear in her voice she means it. We’ll talk about it another day.

I take a deep breath and just nod.

“Not now or ever?“ I ask her.

“Not now. I’ll tell you. I promise,“ she replies in a sleepy voice. She turns on the radio, clearly done with the conversation. Roberta Flacks - the first time is playing on the radio soothing my soul while I keep on driving.

With directions from Addi we reach her place. It’s a little bit out of town, but with a gorgeous landscape, the scent of dew and fir trees reaching us.

I turn off the engine, park the car and get out. As we stand outside her next words stop me in my tracks.

“You want to come inside? For some coffee? I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight, and I’d love it if you’d come inside…“

When I don’t reply instantly, she makes an attempt to get inside, but I put my hand gently on her arm.

“I’d love to come inside I just want to know what you expect,“ I ask in a serious tone.

“Oh my god. I didn’t mean it like that. I just wanted some company that’s all, I didn’t want to be alone tonight…“ or ever hangs suspended in the air. She blushes and tries to turn herself away.

“Addi would you please look at me,“ I ask her and when she does her green eyes sparkle in the dim light from a nearby street light.

“I wasn’t expecting anything in return. I just wanted to make sure the next step we take. That you’re all in and not backing away at the last minute,“ is all I say.

“What’s all this we stuff?“ she asks.

“It’s long overdue don’t you think?“ I ask her playfully.

“I suppose,“ she says in a sassy tone.

We walk inside and up to the third floor. She unlocks the door and we get inside.

It’s a nice place.

It feels homey. I know sounds super cliche, but it’s true. The Daltons house never felt that way. It was more like a museum. One in which you couldn’t touch anything or play inside. You know the one where something could break and you’d get a lecture on how to be more careful. How it’s priceless.

“You’ve got a nice place Addi. It’s certainly different from the Daltons home,“ I remark.

“Their place always felt more like a museum rather than a home,“ she laughs, but it’s an empty laugh, mirroring my prior thoughts.

I nod and as I turn my head I notice for the first time what she’s actually wearing, because she took her coat off.

Damn. That dress it could bring a guy to his knees. As if it was made just for her. It’s a velvet green wrap dress.

She sees where my gaze traveled, and has a wicked glint in her eyes.

“See something you like?“ she asks knowing damn well what she’s doing to me.

“I see a lot of things I like, but I won’t get into that now,“ I say.

“That’s a shame,“ she winks at me.

I reply not looking directly at her.

“We shouldn’t start anything. At least not until you made amends with your family. You owe them that much. Starting something between us right now wouldn’t be fair to either of us,“ I say.

“Are you seriously saying no to free sex?“ she pouts

I drag my hands over my face, my scruff tickling my palm.

“I had feelings for you once Addi. I don’t want to get hurt again,“ is all I’m willing to say regarding that topic.

She has the decency to look ashamed at that.

“Also I would never use your inebriated state against you to sleep with you. When we do. I want you to be fully aware of what is happening. With no regrets in the morning,“ my voice thick with unspoken desire and she gulps audibly at my words.“

She walks over to me and cups my face gently in hers.

“I’m sorry if I ever hurt you. That was never my intention Rob,“ her eyes glisten with images tears.

“I know Addi,“ I sigh and continue taking her small hand in mine “It’s just hard to get over that, and now you’re back and it’s just…“ I trail off.

“Complicated?“ she smiles sadly.

“You could say that again,“ I nod slowly.

“Want to talk about it?“ she asks with understanding in her green eyes.

I’m about to reply when my gaze lands on her glass table with a copy of my tell-all interview with Serena Knight.

“Interesting reading material you’ve got there,“ I say in a conversational tone and tip my chin towards the table.

She turns her head and laughs.

“It is. Did you know you’re the first one to ever call me Addi?“

I look at her in surprise and then I realize what she’s trying to do.

“I see what you did there. Nice try,“ I tease her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,“ she shrugs her shoulders in innocence.

“Right…“ I said slowly.

“Fine, I didn’t want you to think I read it. I wanted you to tell me what happened in your own words,“ she huffs out a breath of air.

I walk towards the sofa and sit down. She follows with a bottle of water and two glasses in her hands. She places both on the glass table and holds one out to me. I grab it and our fingers accidentally touch.

We both spring apart at the same time, each of us blushing and looking away like two teenagers in love for the first time.

She sits next to me and tucks her legs underneath her, and her dress rides up a little.

“So what happened?“ she takes a slow sip, and looks at me over the rim of her glass.

I blow a raspberry and say “It all started with this stupid competition,“ thinking back it was the worst thing dad could’ve done. Honestly.

“That sounds straight out of Mason Seniors handbook,“ she retorts.

“No kidding,“ I laugh bitterly and we both share a knowing look.

“You know what’s sad? We both could never live up to the Dalton’s name,“ she says thoughtfully.

I hesitate but don’t think twice about asking the next question.

“Is that the reason you and Sam were fighting so much?“

She looks into her glass, as if ti holds all the answers to her questions. But then she looks up.

“It’s one of them. At the beginning things were great with Sam, but then Mickey and Mason came along and…“

“And?“ I ask.

“I was sick and tired of the constant media frenzy that we were experiencing on a daily basis. I hated the fact that the twins were so exposed to that life. Sam insisted on hiring Naya, our publicist. We had a fight about that,“ she smacks her lips together.

“Why?“

She just looks at me, and her look silently says are-you-really-this-stupid?

“I wasn’t exactly thrilled that he hired Naya, because I didn’t want to hire a publicist to navigate our personal life. I’m not trying to discredit her work. From a professional standpoint she’s great, but I didn’t like that someone was meddling in our lives and telling me what to do you know?“

“He even hired the same publicist when he and Emma started making their relationship official. If you want to call it that,“ I say.

She closes her eyes and sighs “Really? He hired Naya to help him with Emma? God, Sam is such an idiot sometimes,“ she says.

I almost spill my gulp of water onto the table. After I recover I continue.

“Well things took a different turn, when Emma took a job at Dalton Enterprises working at the lab. I mean she has a degree in chemistry after all, so it came in handy, but Naya and Sam weren’t thrilled that she took the job. Last I heard Naya had lined up some charity work for Emma,“ I say.

Addi winces at my words “Wow, I can’t imagine that conversation between Sam and Emma went over well,“ she acknowledges.

“She was furious about it, but they made up eventually,“ I say.

She nods at that.

“You know Emma broke it off. She stormed away from Sam, telling him she was tired of being treated like a booty call, and that he‘s scared of going public,“ I say.

Addi raises her eyebrows “Good for her. She showed she has a backbone and won’t tolerate his bullshit. I knew I liked her from the start,“ she smiles to herself.

“I pushed him to not let her go. He finally grew a pair and told her what he felt instead of hiding it,“ I take another sip, craving something stronger than water, but since I have to drive back home alcohol is not a good idea. I don’t want to be pulled to the side by the cops for driving under the influence.

She smiles broadly at me, so wide that I give her a side-ways look.

“What? Why are you smiling like that?“ I ask her.

“You’re such a teddy bear. Deep down you’re such a good guy, the woman who snags you away will be so lucky,“ her gaze wistful.

I snort and she nudges me with her shoulder playfully and accidentally spills water on my jeans.

I jump back from the sofa.

“Oh no I’m sorry. God I’m such a klutz,“ she says and gets a towel from the kitchen to dab away the water, but I take it from her and try to do it myself.

She tries holding back her laughter.

“You look like you peed yourself,“ she says between laughs.

“Look at you, being all funny,“ I retort.

“You should see your face right now,“ she laughs even harder.

I roll my eyes, but when she stops laughing realizes how close we are standing to each other. We stare into each others eyes, a hair breath apart. Her mouth opened and form an o, and she stares at my lips, but then she takes a step step back. Not willing to go any further. I understand it, but still I would’ve loved it if we shared at least one kiss, but I won’t push her. I know firsthand that if you push someone, you make them bolt into the other direction.

I hand her back her kitchen towel, and she takes it from me.

“I should probably go, it’s late and….“ Trying to walk out of her apartment, but finding myself unwilling to go just yet.

She grips my arm

“Or you could stay? I have a spare bedroom you can use,“ she offers.

I’m feeling torn between staying and going.

Going home would be the sensible thing to do, but when have I been sensible when it comes to Addi? Never actually.

She still stares unabashedly at me.

I gnaw on the inside of my cheek.

“If it’s not too much trouble I’d like to take you up on the offer,“ I ask.

She smiles brightly.

“I wouldn’t have offered otherwise Rob,“ she begins walking to the spare bedroom and I follow quietly behind her.

She opens the door and it reveals a room, painted in a soft blue shade. White curtains, a soft light blue carpet swallowing my footsteps.

The dark iron of the bed sticking out, covered by a dark blue duvet.

It looks so inviting. I’d just like to lay in it and watch Netflix and eat pizza.

“You look like you’re going to ask the bed to marry you,“ she snickers.

“You’re actually not far off,“ I reply.

She walks to the cupboard painted in white and gets out an old shirt of mine. It was from a concert. The picture of the band almost faded from too many times of being washed.

She hands it to me, almost shyly.

I take it, but before she lets go I take her hand.

“You had it? All this time?“ I ask her wonderment laced in my tone.

She nods.

“I slept in it. It comforted me,“ she admits and stares at it.

“You should keep it,“ I cover her hand around the shirt and she just stares at me.

“But what will you wear to sleep? It’s cold, I don’t want you to freeze,“ she walks back to the cupboard and rummages inside, coming up empty-handed.

“It’s fine Addi. I’ve slept without a shirt before,“ I say as I take off my shirt to prove I don’t feel cold, but my skin betrays me by breaking out in goosebumps.

“You might want to tell that to your skin,“ she gestures to my exposed upper body.

“Nothing escapes your gaze does it?“ I chuckle.

She shakes her head, while looking me up and down.

“Trust me I’m drinking all this in,“ she says.

With that she bids me goodnight, and closes the door.

I can hear her soft feet padding to the other bedroom until she closes the door.

I get into bed and it smells like vanilla. Kind of like her, which makes it even harder to find sleep, but soon my eyelids droop and I fall asleep, wishing for Addi to lie next to me.

After some time I feel soft hair in my face. Trying to get it out of my face I hear a soft sigh, and realize Addi snuck inside and is covering me almost with her whole body. Wearing nothing but my old shirt. I smile and tuck her closer into me.

Never have I ever felt better than right here, right now.

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'TNA would have worked better as a multi LI book. Have Sam, Robin, and Sofia in book 1, then introduced Jordan as a new Love Interest in 2'

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My Playchoices MCs #1

I’ve been messing around with Choices assets for a while so now I finally decided, fuck it, might as well start posting them. This is going to be a series about my Choices MCs, starting here with TNA. If you’re confused as to why Sofia is listed as LI here, it’s because I refuse to accept the fact that she isn’t. Notes and more edits under the cut.

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Anita one of the very few MCs for whom I (almost) kept their canon name.

She has Dutch ancestry, but the last three generations in her family were born and raised in the US.

Her mother died not long before the events of the first book, which was very hard on her dad and her. It took a toll on her career, which is how she ended up in this whole mess as Dalton’s nanny.

My direction with her character was basically ‘everyone’s favourite grade school teacher’. She’s sweet and friendly and she genuinely enjoys spending time with children. She’s also a liiitle bit of a pushover, so she lets kids get away with more, and they love her for that.

This flaw gets her into trouble though because she lets others abuse her kindness and has trouble cutting ties with toxic people *cough Jenny cough cough*

But, it is thanks to her ungodly amount of patience that she and Sofia work so well together.

Sofia really didn’t like her, until Anita started working at Dalton Inc. and Sofia saw the potential in her. Ever since, she’s been the main driving factor in Anita’s development. While Anita always doubts her abilities, Sofia is like, ‘If I say you can do it, you can’ (and she’s usually right, she’s a good judge of character).

Anita is used to people babying her because of her meek personality, so she actually appreciates Sofia’s tough love and brutal honesty.

In this AU, some of the events of books 1 and 2 would go in a different order. The Expo happens way earlier, which helps Sofia realise she is already good enough and doesn’t need Sam to achieve her goals, so she calls off the engagement herself.

Anita loves her job at Dalton-Russo. She was always passionate about ecology and the environment. I imagine she was quite an activist during late high school/early college.

She likes trashy romance/erotica novels. TNA would be her jam. She is lowkey horny most of the time, which you wouldn’t expect from her looks.

She has a soft spot for fast food like hamburgers and pancakes, in contrast to miss private-nutritionist-personal-trainer Sofia. They are still working on finding a lifestyle that would suit them both.

Anita has a good relationship with Sam. They were never romantically involved, and she quit her job as a nanny, but she still babysits Mikey and Mason when she can (because she adores them). She is also still involved with the parens committee at their school, helping with organising events etc.

Sofia will never admit to it, but she’s very impressed with how well Anita handles kids. She could never.

Anita says she doesn’t pick favourites but she obviously has a soft spot for Mason because he reminds her of herself when she was a kid.

Anita and Sofia on a vacation at Sofia’s villa in Italy. Well, not really a vacation since Sofia is a workaholic to the bone, but sometimes she likes to go there for a change of pace. I took a chance to change Sofia’s hair and blouse, cause like, she’s hot, but I can make her even hotter, and that’s what she deserves. For Anita, I ended up using none of the hairstyles or clothes from the actual book (except the earring lol) because, although some of them are really nice, they weren’t working for the character I envisioned. She is sweet and preppy rather than mature and sexy, but she’s still stylish enough to earn Sofia’s begrudging approval.

Anita and her favourite adoptive nephews. She keeps this photo in her wallet.

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